Rocky strode through the hallways as usual. Bobby and Matt were sitting on his shoulders, too.
10 minutes later.
He opened the door and stepped in.
He blinked as he looked around. The first one he wanted to see was Scarlet, yet he swiftly frowned.
(Where is she?)
"Im-impossible? How could that cat still be alive?" a fearful voice rang out.
Joe, Shawn, and Cuthbert pointed at the cat on Rocky's shoulder in fear.
It was clear they had witnessed that cat turn into a puddle of blood in the arena.
There was no way the cat was still alive.
Matt just tilted his head and meowed in surprise when the three guys showed fear.
Rocky rubbed his chin as he looked at them. He didn't see Jeff.
(Where is that bastard?… Tsk, why do I even care about that trash?)
Rocky shrugged and headed over to his table. He leaned back against the chair while watching the landscape through the window.
It was quite strange to him.
Jeff, Travis, and Scarlet weren't at the academy anymore.
